Avril doesn't speak. Not since the world gave her every reason to stay silent. But then came Billie-loud, reckless, and impossible to ignore. She doesn't flinch at Avril's silence. She breaks through it. As Billie pulls her into a world of chaos and connection, one question lingers: Can Billie uncover the truth behind Avril's silence-or will her own dangerous life tear them both apart? - ❤️ - Billie is being very toxic in this fan fiction - please remember, she's the sweetest in real life. This is just a story! ⚠️ Trigger warning ⚠️ This story contains: Smut, s3xual abuse, mention of SH, violence

"𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙨 , 𝙚𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙝" 𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚃𝚂 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙶𝙸𝚁𝙻 achieved #1 in #bisexual #1 in #bil #1 in #girlxgirl

She swore she'd only give herself to someone she loved. She didn't expect it to be her. The night of the Met Gala was supposed to be just another night of cameras, designer gowns, and champagne smiles. But when supermodel Claire Harbour crossed paths with Billie Eilish, everything she thought she knew about control began to unravel. What started as stolen glances on the red carpet turned into breathless gasps behind closed doors. Under Billie's touch, Claire broke the one rule she promised she'd never cross. Because this wasn't just a hook-up. This was her first time. And Billie Eilish was the one who took it.

bartender Diana Evans accidentally backs her old Honda into a sleek black Porsche Taycan outside the East Hollywood bar where she works, she braces for the worst. What she doesn't expect is that the car belongs to none other than Billie Eilish-global icon, Grammy winner, and surprisingly chill car owner. What begins with a late-night confession and a quiet drink becomes something else entirely, as Billie finds herself returning to the bar for reasons she's not ready to name.

Ezrie texts random numbers for fun, so what happens when one of those random numbers turns out to be Billie Eilish.

"i'm in a constant state of ecstasy with you." ============================== two broken souls heal each other. ============================== lowercase intended ============================== started: 4/9/2022 ended: 6/27/2022 ============================== achieved: 🏅#3 in #billieeilish 6/20/2022 🏅#5 in #billie 6/20/2022

We were twelve and thirteen when we met. She was the prodigy. I was the girl in the seats. We became inseparable. Billie Eilish taught me how to trust green rooms, group chats, and secrets whispered during warmups. I learned her laugh, her moods, the way she'd call me Mel like it meant something. I didn't realize I was in love with her until years later-after the pet names, the late-night calls, the almosts we never talked about. When we finally blurred the line-just us, no labels-it felt inevitable. Then she cut me off for a boy with a smirk and a spotlight. He found out about us. He made sure I knew I'd never be enough. I showed her what he sent. She chose him anyway. We haven't spoken since. Now I'm twenty-one, vegan, five feet of fury, chaos, and accidental fame. My sister Mya, my best friend Grace, and I are building something real. I swore I was done waiting for Billie to choose me. But the universe? Messy. Her music keeps finding its way into my life-and my work. People keep asking about us. And every time I see her name, I remember the way she used to look at me like I was hers. She says we're nothing. I remember everything. We're not friends. We're not over. And if she wants to pretend it didn't happen-fine. Let her watch while the whole world falls for the girl she walked away from.

𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙡𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙖; 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 ﹥*:ꔫ:*+ﾟ "what are you doing?" "counting your freckles. i think i'm in love with number 16" - "you're staring again" "can you blame me? look at you" - "what are you thinking about?" "how lucky i am." "lucky? to be stuck with me?" "no. to be loved by you." - "can we stay like this forever?" "forever is a long time" "that's why i asked" ﹥*:ꔫ:*+ﾟ 🥇#1 in lesbian 🥇#1 in imagines 🥈#2 in eilish 🏅#4 in girlfriend

"YOOO FIN WHAT THE FUCK DID I SAY ABOUT USING MY-" a girl with silver hair yelled, barging into the bathroom. "Well fuck me, you're not Finneas" the girl said, looking me up and down, drawing attention to the fact that only a towel was wrapped around me. "No I'm not, so get out!" "Woah mamas, you're in my bathroom, in my home and using what smells like my body wash so how about you get the fuck out" Lord help this girl and her audacity.

Blair Ashford doesn't do attachments. The sharp-tongued bartender has spent her life keeping people at a distance-until one wild night ends with her waking up in Billie Eilish's bed. What starts as a drunken mistake quickly spirals into a dangerous push-and-pull of desire, tension, and a whole lot of trouble.